Original subtitles

(WIND WHISTLES, CRICKETS CHIRP)

(UNDERGROWTH RUSTLES)

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)

- (BREATHES SHAKILY)

(EXHALES SHARPLY, GASPS)

(MUSIC INTENSIFIES)

(PARTYGOERS CHATTER IN DISTANCE)

- Hi.

Hazel. - I know.

We have English together.

- Yeah.

(ATMOSPHERIC POP MUSIC PLAYS IN DISTANCE)

(CIGARETTE HISSES, CRICKETS CHIRP)

Why did you and Riley break up?

- Why do you need to know?

Sorry. - Oh...

Cancer.

- Riley decided she wanted to sleep with more people than just me.

- Oh.

Um, that's not fun. - (SCOFFS)

Not really, eh.

- Do you know who?

What about Julius? - I don't know. I don't know.

Riley and I weren't... talking.

I just.... I let her do what she wanted.

- Um, what Billie said...

was right. Um...

someone pushed Riley off that cliff. I think it was Julius.

- I think it makes more sense to me than her stumbling off that cliff.

SCOFFS: I mean, she was...

she was a mess, Hazel.

(EXHALES)

(CHUCKLES SOFTLY) Riley told me you were like this.

Said you guys used to solve mysteries together down in the forest as kids.

You two and Billie.

- Yeah.

- But you never stopped.

(MUSIC CONTINUES PLAYING)

Riley used to always talk about calling you.

Did she ever...?

I'm sorry.

- You have a freckle by your nose.

- I do?

- Yep.

- OK.

- Uh, it's nice.

- Thanks. (BOTTLES CLINK)

- I have to go.

(MUSIC FADES)

(LOW, ATMOSPHERIC RUMBLING)

(RUMBLING STOPS ABRUPTLY)

(FIRE CRACKLES)

(LOW, OMINOUS MUSIC)

- I'm not good.

Been a while, still not good.

- Sweatshirt.

I'd quite like.

Take it off, Riley.

(WATER DRIPS)

(LOW, DARK MUSIC)

Take it off, Riley.

Take it off, Riley.

- You'll just tear it. - Take it off!

Take it... off.

I can gobble you up. - WHISPERS: Don't do that.

- Take it off, Riley.

(MUSIC INTENSIFIES)

(MUSIC STOPS ABRUPTLY)

(FIRE CRACKLES)

- (BREATHES SHAKILY)

- (BREATHES SHAKILY)

Leave. Leave.

(LOW, DARK MUSIC)

Go.

(MUSIC STOPS ABRUPTLY)

- I...

- Leave! Go! - (GASPS)

- Go! - (WHIMPERS)

- (BREATHES SHAKILY)

(PARTYGOERS CHATTER, UPBEAT MUSIC PUMPS)

(STEP CREAKS)

(PILL BOTTLE RATTLES)

(DOOR OPENS)

- What's that?

- Piss off. - Oh, touchy, touchy.

- Your services aren't needed.

- Aren't needed? Come on, Pipes. I do so much for you.

- And?

I mean, you're fuckin' yummy. - Julius, get off.

- Fuckin' yummy, Pipes. - What are you doing?

- Piper, this is― - Ju-Julius, get down. Get down!

- (EXHALES HEAVILY)

(MUSIC CONTINUES PLAYING)

You try so hard to be liked only half as much as Riley. - Oh, shut up.

- (SCOFFS) - Don't forget you deserve this ―

for what you did to her.

(SOFT, TENSE MUSIC)

- WHISPERS: Bullshit.

You just wanted a slave.

(DOOR OPENS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

- (PANTS)

(ATMOSPHERIC TECHNO MUSIC PLAYS, PARTYGOERS CHATTER)

- What a piece of shit.

(GRUNTS)

Oi. Move.

Come on. Oi!

Oi, shut up! (GRUNTS)

Shut up. (MUSIC STOPS PLAYING)

Toast time, eh? (CHUCKLES)

Lest we forget why we're all here ―

the late... but the still great...

Riley! Give it up, everyone!

Give it up for Riley. Let's hear it! Come on!

(CHEERING, APPLAUSE) (LAUGHS DRUNKENLY)

I mean, you guys all knew her.

Oh, shit, I mean, you guys alllovedher too, right?

I mean, how could you not?

Right? She was a babe.

You know, she was... she wasthebabe. (CHUCKLES)

But that― But that wasn't random.

You know, cos, like, in this dark world of shit,

Riley was a bright light.

Yeah.

She just fuckin' got it, man.

You know? She just saw through all the horseshit and the bullshit

and― and she just said no.

You know? She stood for something,

when most people don't. (ALCOHOL SLOSHES)

Now, most people are dickheads.

But not Riley.

Riley made you feel like you weren't a piece of fuckin' shit.

You know?

Like better things were gonna happen.

(BROODING MUSIC)

I guess they don't.

Well, we can remember her.

That much we can do.

(SNIFFS) That's what's owed, I reckon.

(INHALES SHARPLY)

I remember you.

I, uh...

Oi, hey, let's hear it for Riley, guys! Come on, yeah? (CHEERING, APPLAUSE)

Turn that shit back on. Come on, let's get fucked up!

Whoo! (LAUGHS) (CHEERING) Let's go.

(INTENSE TECHNO MUSIC BLARES, PARTYGOERS CHATTER)

(EXHALES)

(TECHNO DANCE MUSIC PUMPS; MUFFLED SHOUTING, CHEERING)

- Whoo! - Yeah!

- Whoo-hoo!

(MUSIC CONTINUES PUMPING)

- (COUGHS)

(COUGHS)

- # Work. (SHOUTING, CHEERING)

(MUSIC CONTINUES PUMPING, HUBBUB CONTINUES)

(MUSIC CONTINUES PUMPING, HUBBUB CONTINUES)

(MUFFLED THUD)

(MUSIC DISTORTS)

(CROWD NOISE FADES OUT, MUSIC BECOMES MUFFLED)

(LOW, OPPRESSIVE DRONE MUSIC)

(AMBIENT SOUND FLASHES, WATER DRIPS)

- HAZEL, MUFFLED: Billie?

Billie!

(CROWD NOISE, MUSIC FADE BACK IN)

- I need to know what he did.

(LOW, UNSETTLING MUSIC)

Captions by Maeve Kelly.

Captions were made with the support of NZ On Air.

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